A man accompanied by his wife visited Swinton's one day. Being around 80 years of age, this was a special outing. They went out only when it was absolutely necessary.
"I work them to a stub" he said, displaying in his hand four tiny remains of what used to be pencils.
Drawing is a sacred act, an ancient activity, a language onto itself. There is hardly a human being that hasn't done it. If you doodle, you draw. Some however, take this simple act to another level...